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June

To Our Readers

Again we extend a hearty invitation to our Readers to visit us at “Bryngoleu" as paying guests. We have very happy memories of pleasant days spent with many of our readers last summer. It is very pleasant to come into personal contact with those whom we have only known before…
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Editorial

The Light of ReasonJune 1906Published MonthlyEdited by James Allen Vol. VIII. June 1st, 1906 No. 6 As our article on "The Five Stages in Regeneration" this month deals with meditation, it will be well to supplement it here with a little definite instruction in that direction. As comparatively few have…
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Build on Resolve

Build on resolve, and not upon regret, the structure of thy future.  Do not grope among the shadows of old sins, but let thine own soul’s light shine on the path of hope and dissipate the darkness. Waste no tears upon the blotted record of lost years, but turn the…
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The Five Stages in Regeneration

(continued) The unregenerate man is subject to these three things—desire, passion, sorrow. He lives habitually in these conditions, and neither questions nor examines them. He regards them as his life itself, and cannot conceive of any life apart from them. Today he desires, tomorrow he indulges his passions, and the…
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The Mystic Union (Poem)

"My Beloved is mine and I am His." It is enough that I have seen Thy face, Have looked into Thine eyes of uttermost calm; Have heard Thy voice chanting the living psalm Of that which is, and was, and is to come. Thy will and mine? I know no…
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Growth

When one of the best and wisest souls among the teachers of our race said, "Consider the lilies how they grow," he uttered one of the most beautiful and profound sayings ever addressed to human intelligence. The growth of the "lily" is typical of all growth, and brings us face…
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The Ladder of St. Augustine (Poem)

Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,  That of our vices we can frame A ladder, if we will but tread Beneath our feet each deed of shame! All common things, each day’s events, That with the hour begin and end, Our pleasures and our discontents, Are rounds by which we…
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Keep to the Right

As a boy I used to look curiously at the notices projecting from the wayside lamp-posts—"Please keep to the right," and for a time was puzzled as to who or what they referred to "Please keep to the right" I would read over and over again, and would think what…
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Symbols

How still it is this morning! Last evening, after the business of the day, I crept again to my refreshing quiet, my tired spirit found once more its peace, but the kind hand of sleep has now wiped away the last wave of turmoil. Then it were an effort to…
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Blossoms (Poem)

I plucked the flower of hope— Sweet blossom fair— It faded on my breast, Yea, perished there. I plucked the flower of love In fullest blush; Its petals, withering, fell Beneath my touch. I plucked the flower of peace—Its fragrance pure Remains in full with me While worlds endure.
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On Self-Denial

If any will come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his Cross, and follow Me.—Luke 9:23, Matthew 16:24, Mark 8:34 It may be comparatively easy for a man in a moment of enthusiasm to "renounce the devil and all his works, the vain pomp and glory of…
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The Value of Suffering

"Life is what you make it,” is a saying that is trite enough, and that contains whole volumes of philosophy, though the tendency of most of us is perhaps to cast the blame for suffering and misery upon others, unmindful of or willfully blind to the fact, that we get…
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The City of Righteousness (Poem)

Bright and fair, the Golden City Gleams from out the legends old; Everlasting light shines o’er it, Wondrous things of it are told. Only righteous men and women Dwell within its sacred walls; Wrong is banished from its borders;Justice reigns throughout its halls. We are builders of that City;All our…
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Govern Your Energies

Electricity was in the world for some millions of years before man found it out. He did not learn how to run an electric car until twelve or fifteen years ago. He was not able to send his thought around the world. Electricity is the greatest thing we have discovered,…
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The Voice of Spring (Poem)

To wander lonely in the lanes, How charming in the early Spring! The glamour of her witchery We feel her all around us fling. As thus we walk, no friend beside To claim attention, thought, or word, The influence of the season comes, Our inmost being’s pulse is stirred. The…
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Strenuousness

O Harmony! my God and Lord, when shall that whole and holy faith live in this poor heart? Were such faith mine, then indeed the unruly tendencies of my nature; and all within that makes for discord in the world, would be as easily put aside by, and be as…
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Our Groups and Their Work

Children’s Cottage Scheme—As a result of the article “For the Children," in the May Number, the Committee of the North London Group have received many practical suggestions from interested readers. To all who have signified their intention to cooperate with us in this way, as well as to those who…
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Reviews of Books

Light on the Problems of Life, published by Elliot Stock, 62, Paternoster Row, London, E.C. This volume is a compilation of thoughts culled from the works of the Venerable Archdeacon Wilberforce, by M. B. Isitt. The compiler has done his work excellently, there being one thought for each day of…
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